With Memories of the Last Time

We sit
The shade of a knowing tree protects us
The bushes and shrubs watch over us
The Sun winks and smiles

Eyes sparkle
Her laugh caresses the red rock
Her radiance envelops the bed rock
An angel's profile

Eyes meet
No words are spoken
So much is said
Two people lost in time

Two souls
Together for the first time
With memories of the last time
Experience Now in chime


This House and I

We are alone,
This house and I.
Sharing emptiness.

Reminded of
Loves gone by;
Of painful tenderness

We share so much,
This house and I.
Both hearts once full of joy.

Our souls once soared.
Our hearts, they danced.
With loves we both enjoyed.

But now this house
With empty rooms,
Like the holes that fill my heart,

Sits all alone
In this empty land,
Whose soul did long depart

As I walk
From room to room
Comforting this old soul,

I sense this house
Is fading away.
Loneliness takes it toll.

This house does sense,
That I too fade.
We both know - why deny?

It's faucets drip.
My eyes, they tear.
Together, one last cry.

Parenty

Thirty two years have passed me by
The highs and lows on par.
I've impressed few, I've depressed some,
But nothing dims my star

My posture slumps with all the weight
Life's politely handed me.
But walk I will along a path
For I've got my parentry.

I've got a mother, tall and strong
With a restless will to guide -
A father bathed in creativity;
No path is left untried.

Together they are my resolve.
Forever we will be attached.
By example, encouraging my wilting soul
My love for them unmatched.

The Beauties of Nature United as One

The splendid brilliance of a canyon viewed from above melts me,
As your eyes do.

The smell of fresh mountain air on a lazy spring day stimulates me,
As your lips do.

The crisp morning air with the sun slowly rising excites me,
As your breasts do.

The gentle rain falling on the roof soothes and comforts me,
As your voice does.

The bright rays of the afternoon sun engulfs and warms me,
As your beauty does.

You are the beauties of nature, united as one.


Conquer This Fear

A demon lives within your soul,
A demon they call fear.
It lives and fights to gain control,
To no rules does it adhere.

It thrives upon memories past
Of pains from years gone by.
It binds your mind like an unyielding cast,
And forces your future to die.

It steals from you reality,
Controlling what is your being.
It distracts your vision of what can be,
So when you look, you are not really seeing.

But there is a way to conquer this fear,
A way to make you whole.
By taking my trust and my love so dear,
A love deep from within my soul.


Reality is Tough to See

Reality is tough to see
From this corner of my soul.
The barrage complete; I still retreat.
The pain has taken its toll.

The darkness here, it frightens me.
The cold gnaws at my bones.
I cannot hear; I can barely see.
Alone, I'm so alone.

Occasionally I timidly peek
From this fortress in my soul.
Looking out, searching for
Something to mend the holes.

I reach for help but quickly pull back.
I'm gone - I'm too well hid.
Pain blends well; hurt is black.
Is it too late? God forbid . . .

A Friend

A friend.
From the distant past,
And the close future,
Sharing love.

A friend.
Who knows all of me,
And none of me,
Yet cares

A friend.
Never asking why,
Always asking why not?
Growing together.

A friend.
You.